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I've been bopping along, watching The Voice, swaying and humming and writing it all up for you guys. But you know when you have that moment that's like, wow. I'm a lot more invested in this show than I thought, and if things don't come down my way here I'll freak?

That happened for me on last night's elimination episode as soon as Cheesa took the stage to sing for her life alongside Michael Stipe-a-like Tony Vincent (whose name Christina Aguilera appeared to forget last night--"your name is Tony, right?") and bib monster Erin Martin.

You know what? They all did great. But as soon as I watched this performance--the dress BAM the poses BAM the voice BAM BAM BAM--I had my first oh you betta not send her home moment of the season.

I mean... she did the Angelina leg pop while belting Celine and looked/sounded fiercer than both of them. I think that sums it up.

Spoilers ahoy... don't pass the Cee Lo if you don't want to see!

Thank God that for all his silken daywear and cat-toting, Cee Lo has some wits in that smooth head of his--he heard me yelling from Jersey City and saved Cheesa. We'll see more of her next week! Who was on the unlucky side of things? Tony, Erin, Kim Yarbrough and Karla Davis (who thanked the hair and makeup people, which was cute).

Bad week for Christina, between the Tony Vincent flub and the Tony Lucca 'tude, right? Are you guys loving anyone on the show as much as I love Cheesa (I said as I started printing up Team Cheesa shirts)?